Madonna has opened her catalog to the show Glee (let's face it, the woman likes money!), which provides a whole new world of songs for the cast to perform. While the first announced tune is Quinn doing "Papa Don't Preach" (because who better to sing a song about teenage pregnancy than the knocked-up cheerleader), it inspired us to think of our dream tunes for each of the show's stars.

It's the most wonderful time of the year! For some of us, anyway. Halloween is a beloved holiday for many a person, if only because many of our favorite TV shows give us a Halloween-centric storyline, and Castle is among the faithful. Last night's episode was packed with faux-supernatural goodness after Castle and Beckett investigated a corpse found in a cemetery with real vampire teeth and a stake through his heart. Castle made a Buffy the Vampire Slayer reference pretty much the minute he saw the body (later giving a brief summary of the vampire-Lycan feud from Underworld), but the first Joss Whedon reference of the night came before they even found the body. Castle tried on an old Halloween costume, and it was the full outfit for Mal Reynolds, his old role on Firefly! The back-and-forth with his daughter about his old "space cowboy" costume is priceless, and the scene just generally made us feel all warm and fuzzy. Check it out below, then watch the rest of the episode.

I admit it: I haven't been totally in love with this season of How I Met Your Mother. Don't get me wrong, I still adore the show but none of the recent episodes have really made me cry tears of laughter the way that some have in past seasons. I was going to blame it on the fact that Barney and Robin are a couple and acting weird (she should have been so into the strip club). Or perhaps the fact that now that Ted is single and just teaching, he's really even more boring than usual. Or most likely a combination of all of them. I've just felt basically disenchanted with the series... until last night, when the show totally won me back.

Honestly, I have a love/hate relationship with reunion shows. Part of me is so excited with anticipation to see what my beloved characters are up to now, but there is always such a letdown when it just isn't the same as it used to be. So I was more than a little skeptical about this pseudo-Seinfeld reunion on Curb Your Enthusiasm. However, this show just really nailed it. Having the stars playing "themselves" talking about their characters was sort of this trippy meta thing that really worked out better than I ever could have expected. I was practically giddy when they all wound up in the same room together at the end.

While I still have mixed feelings about last week's announcement that Ellen DeGeneres was going to be the fourth judge on American Idol, I have no such qualms about Adam Shankman being given a permanent seat next to Mary Murphy on So You Think You Can Dance. None whatsoever. Though I do fear for his eardrums. Maybe I should send him some earplugs as a congratulatory gift? Just to be safe?

Admittedly, I was a bit skeptical when I heard that Brian Boitano was doing a show on the Food Network, even though said program was called What Would Brian Boitano Make?. Why would an Olympic gold medal-winning figure skater think he could host a cooking show? Then I actually watched (it debuted over the weekend in some horrible mid-day timeslot) and it won me over. Mostly because of Brian's quirky personality (which is different than most of the other FN hosts) and because they use the "What Would Brian Boitano Do?" song (from South Park) as the theme song.

After weeks of endless other, less important ABC shows landing on Hulu while we all cursed them for making us wait, Lost has finally arrived. The entire first season and the last five episodes of Season 5, to be exact. Below I've embedded the two-part pilot, which features all manner of wonderful things like introductions to a lot of people who are now dead, Jack's angel hair pasta story, Greg Grunberg's chewed up carcass, that guy getting sucking into a jet engine, Locke's orange peel smile, etc. It's all the stuff of legend now, and if you've never watched Lost before and didn't feel like renting it or dealing with ABC.com or whatever, here's an easy way to start and get addicted in time for the final season.

Yesterday I ranted about how disappointed I was about the Star Wars panel that G4 decided to air on TV as the first ever Comic-Con panel to be broadcast, and griped that maybe some other more deserving panels could have been chosen. Then the nice folks at NBC (who sign my paycheck) decided to put up the Chuck panel on Hulu so I could see the whole thing. Well, mostly. The intro song by Jeffster! was cut (you can watch it here) most likely because of music rights. Queen's "Fat Bottomed Girls" probably doesn't come cheap.

On paper, Drop Dead Diva is exactly the kind of thing I would hate. Pretty girls are stupid and shallow, fat girls are smart but pathetic and lonely, mixed in with a few shamelessly ripped-from-Legally-Blonde courtroom scenes: the show. So clichéd, so stupid, and ostensibly, so condescending to the female audience it appeals to. But for whatever reason, I've been utterly charmed by it. Brooke Elliott is adorable, her best friend Stacy is sweet and likable, and that Dermot Mulroney-looking guy is mopey but somehow completely tolerable. I even think the over-the-top, wholly implausible courtroom scenes are funny. I don't know, maybe I'm having a stupid stuff renaissance or something. I did just tell the internet how psyched I am for G-Force, and I've been watching a lot of Gossip Girl DVDs pretty much unironically, which is just not normal.

All of this focus on overweight reality shows -- Biggest Loser, Dance Your Ass Off, More to Love -- has drawn our attention away from the original plus-size primetime stars. You know, the fictional ones? Most of the great TV shows of the modern era have included at least one character from this increasingly sizable segment of society, and nine times out of ten they ended up being our favorite character on the series. Here are ten who float to the top of our favorites list.